Jinling love story

Why don't you feel confident? This is the first time I've met you, and I really don't know how to answer you.I've never seen you chasing anyone before, and your appearance immediately made me very interested in that little boy you had a crush on.How about I get involved too? "

"roll!"

This suddenly reminded Tong Zhe.What if Xia Ranjiang only likes girls.If this is the case, it would be a big joke. Not to mention the collapse of the glorious image established in the school for more than a year, the pain in his heart can only be toothache and blood swallowing, but Xia Ranjiang can't feel it.Maybe this kind of feeling itself is not equal, just like the two ends of a seesaw, the feeling at one end will slide to the other end, and finally hit to pieces, but the other end is light and comfortable, high above, as if nothing happened.

There was a burst of wild laughter from the other end, Guan Xin said goodbye and hung up the phone, leaving only Tong Zhe on the other end sitting blankly, feeling empty in his heart.

This night, Tong Zhe, who used to fall asleep without heart and lungs touching the pillow, tossed and turned on the bed for a long time. From time to time, he turned on his mobile phone to check Xia Ranjiang's mobile phone number, and remembered seeing Xia Ranjiang eating chestnuts like a big squirrel in the afternoon , couldn't help laughing out loud.After a while, he fell asleep with his mobile phone in his arms.

☆、Chapter 2

The next morning, Xia Ranjiang opened his eyes, and the sun just covered his bed.I slept soundly all night.As soon as I got up, the migraine struck again.I had to lean against the edge of the bed and close my eyes for a while.

"The weather does not wait, the common people are hard to find..."

Hearing a buzzing sound of incantations coming from under the bed, Xia Ranjiang lay down on the edge of the bed and glanced down.He Xiaoyu was holding a plastic dragon-shaped toy in front of the desk, and the lock box in his hand was half filled with water, making strange gestures and muttering in his mouth.

"Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"

He Xiaoyu didn't say anything.After more than ten seconds, it felt like I had finished chanting, put down the guy in my hand, and stood up:

"I'm asking for rain."

"It's funny..."

Xia Ranjiang felt his headache relieved a lot, and crawled along the edge of the bed to the ground.

"What are you kidding about? It's a very serious question." He Xiaoyu continued. "Don't you feel that the damn weather in Nanjing is hot and uncomfortable?"

Right.Although it is already September, the temperature in late summer and early autumn does not seem to reduce its power, but occasionally it is a little cool in the morning and evening, allowing people to take a breather and go out for activities.But at noon, the temperature immediately rose to more than 30 degrees, and the cicadas could even be heard behind the dormitory building. The stray cats on the campus were huddled in the shade of the corner and lay down to fight for the last bit of coolness on the ground.

Xia Ranjiang was wearing a small gray vest, revealing thin pectoral muscles and prominent collarbone.There were a few folds on the back of the baggy white pajama pants, which just highlighted the outline of the buttocks.The slender and strong legs can vaguely see the muscle lines as they walk.The calf is smooth and seems to be reflective, with only a thin piece of leg hair on the leg bone.Xia Ranjiang who just woke up is like a statue of David, his vest and pajama pants are completely extras, so out of date.

"I'll take a shower first."

Xia Ranjiang opened the drawer and found some short-sleeved underwear.

"Oh... I'm so worried about the military training next week. Tell me, it would be great if it rained every day." He Xiaoyu's originally crooked eyebrows turned crooked.

"Haha, what are you worried about? What should come will always come, anyway, you can't die."

"Who said that? Didn't there be news that someone died after military training? Hey, hey, I'm so worried."

"You should worry about the freshman test after the military training."

"Damn, this wave has not stopped and another wave has risen again, and it still makes people live." He Xiaoyu fiddled with the toy at hand. "I'd better pray for rain first, and go to the Confucius Temple to worship Confucius in two days."

He Xiaoyu took the toy, dragged the chair to the balcony, climbed up and tied the toy to the clothes rail.Just after hanging it, I saw Xiao Qingyang hanging from the door of the Japanese department dormitory next door, cursed in my heart, held my breath and wanted to drag Xiao Qingyang down and throw it away, but I still went back to the dormitory bitterly, bang Close the door with a bang.

"Do you want to eat?"

When He Xiaoyu saw Xia Ranjiang coming out of the bathroom, he felt a little hungry.

"No, I have to go to Jiangning later."

"Where?"

"Jiang Ning. My uncle's house. I told you last night."

"Oh..." He Xiaoyu pouted.

"I'll be back tomorrow. Bring you something to eat."

"Uh-huh!"

This is Xia Ranjiang's first visit to Uncle Jiang Ning's house in ten years.More than ten years ago, I came to Nanjing with my father to visit relatives for the first time. Everything was so novel. Although the memory at that time has gradually blurred, but along the way, the imprints left by the history in the trance are gradually connected into pearls, and the memories in the memory The remaining bits and pieces piece together a gray memory.Ten years is enough to change a person, and it can also make a city look new, but once a thing passes through a hundred years, it will be immortal in a sense.Indus trees, Zifeng Building, Zhongshan Statue, Qinhuai River, row after row of old and new faces, remind Xia Ranjiang that this is no longer the winter city in his memory.However, when the subway climbed up from the ground to the ground, Xia Ranjiang looked back and was surprised to see the tall Ming city wall—the Zhonghua Gate that he often looked up to when he was a child.Xia Ranjiang suddenly felt very happy, as if he had relaxed after leaving the city, and felt relieved that he could still remember the little things about the city when he was a child.

After getting off the subway, Xia Ranjiang changed to the suburban bus line according to his uncle's instructions.The bus is moving fast on the country road.Different from the overwhelmed high-rise buildings in the urban area, there are tea gardens all over the road on both sides of the road, extending to the sky.Under the shade of greenery in the distance, tea pickers carry bamboo baskets and walk slowly among the tea trees with their waists bent.Small workshops or processing factories can be seen scattered in the distance.On the small pond, a group of ducks swim on the green waves, and are constantly flapping their wings to change directions under the long sticks of the duck breeders.Leaning against the car window, Xia Ranjiang greedily memorized everything in front of him—if it wasn’t for this trip, Xia Ranjiang might, like other students, think that Nanjing is completely carved out of heavy history.In fact, like most cities, there are also the most simple residents here, living the most simple life.

The car has arrived.Xia Ranjiang got out of the car and looked up to see a plaque with three big gilt characters "Dongliu Village" written on it.Xia Ranjiang walked through the plaque, and saw a completely different scene from what he saw just now on the side of the road: residential houses with white walls and black tiles are arranged in a patchwork pattern by the river, and there are dense weeping willows on both sides of the road and the river bank, and the willow branches are in the breeze. They sway neatly under the blowing, as if welcoming the guest from afar.Xia Ranjiang felt more at ease, and quickened his pace to move forward.

"I'm coming!"

Not far away, an old man wearing a vest was sitting on a rocking chair under the shade of a tree, with a cigarette in his hand, finally saw Xia Ranjiang, and stretched out his hand to beckon him over.

"Hello grandpa!"

Xia Ranjiang still remembered his grandfather's appearance.At that time, I was naughty pulling my grandfather's beard, but now my grandfather is covered with silver hair, and his body is not as good as before.

"Come in, come in, you're tired from walking so far, your uncle and aunt have already made lunch, and they've been waiting for you for a long time."

Grandpa blushed, grabbed Xia Ranjiang's arm, and was just about to lift the rocking chair with the other hand, Xia Ranjiang took it.

This is a small two-story building.A small one-story house becomes the kitchen independently, and behind the kitchen is a small hill covered with bamboo.There is a crudely surrounded open space next to the small hill, and a huge persimmon tree has begun to bear fruit.

"Hello, Uncle and Aunt!" Xia Ranjiang seemed a little cautious, "I don't know what you like, so I just bought some gifts on the way."

"This child, he came here as soon as he came, and treated it as his own home. What do you do with such gifts. Our Xia family has accumulated virtues from our ancestors, and finally we have such a college student."

While arranging the dishes, my aunt greeted Xia Ranjiang to take a seat.

"Thank you auntie."

It was already almost one o'clock in the afternoon, and Xia Ranjiang was already hungry, so he hurriedly started to eat, regardless of the etiquette.

"Ran Jiang." The uncle put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Is your family okay?"

"It's all good. My grandma often talks about you."

"Oh." Uncle seemed hesitant to speak.Aunt shot him a look. "From now on, I will come here often when I have nothing to do, and I will live here tonight."

"It just so happens that Yi Jiang won't come back from Pukou this week, so you'll sleep in another room."

Xia Ranjiang nodded repeatedly.

The afternoon passed quickly.Xia Ranjiang was chatting with his grandfather under the shade of a tree, with the warm wind blowing on his cheeks, he almost fell asleep comfortably.

After dinner, Xia Ranjiang finished washing and followed his aunt into Xia Yijiang's bedroom.

The bedroom is not big, with a single bed against the wall and an old desk next to the edge of the bed.On the right side of the desk is a row of bookshelves, with some technical books sparsely piled up.All kinds of decorations are scattered in the empty bookcases.Xia Ranjiang opened the curtains and saw an unforgettable scene in this life: the sky is dotted with stars on the dark blue sky, and the Big Dipper hangs above his head.The morning star in the distance is dazzling, and it seems to be within reach.The dark blue of the sky stretches to the far end, turning into a purple blue.The soft and beautiful lines of the mountains in the distance are undulating in the evening mist, and it is as suffocating as sea water after staring for a long time.

All this cannot be seen in the city.The grotesque neon lights and shadows show the feats of human civilization everywhere, and the bright starlight has gradually become a luxury that is gradually forgotten.Human beings are immersed in this sensual sensory world, but they give up the right to be accepted by the universe by looking up.

Xia Ranjiang looked at it for a long time, and suddenly felt a little sore in his ankle, probably because he had been walking for a long time during the day.So go back to bed and lie down.Not to mention, although this bed looks old, and the green paint on the head of the bed can already be seen peeling off, but after lying down, the whole body is limp, and it is a hundred times more comfortable than the bed in the dormitory.

But it was too early, and Xia Ranjiang couldn't sleep yet.Pull out an English version of "The Lord of the Rings" from the bag, and use it as a hypnosis before going to bed.

Just after reading a page, Xia Ranjiang heard the low-pitched quarrel in the next room, so he couldn't help but put down the book and put his ear to listen.

"I said don't worry about this matter, what can you say to the child. Anyway, you are still a guest, let alone you only came today. You are deliberately trying to make things difficult for Xia Desheng's family."

"Not in a hurry, the demolition document will come down soon, and this area is not converted into a residential area, but a scenic area. Think about it, the price of a residential area is one, and the price of a scenic area is another. We can't be fooled so casually Going forward, a house as big as ours can cost more than 500 million if it is demolished. I said, it should be resolved quickly. Anyway, their family is not in Nanjing, and they haven’t lived in it for decades. Our family of three lives here now , how to deal with it is not up to us to decide.”

"But Dad doesn't agree. Anyway, this land and our family are his grandfather's property. It's unreasonable to demolish it without telling them."

"That's long gone. It's not like you don't know why his grandfather went to Yunnan in the first place. I haven't figured out what happened with my aunt. This little guy also didn't learn well at a young age, and he started playing nonsense with his cousin at the age of sixty, it's so ugly."

"Don't speak so harshly."

There was a buzzing in Xia Ranjiang's head, just now he was full of happiness, but now his whole body is stiff.The dark past buried in the depths of my heart seems to be dug up with hatred. It could have been buried in the ground and rotted into mud, but now it is exposed to the sun with blood dripping...

Xia Ranjiang was seven years old that year.His cousin is eight years older than him, and Xia Ranjiang likes to follow her to the pond to fish for lobsters.It was just such an ordinary summer night, the cousin dragged him into her room, closed the door slowly, took off her skirt, and reached for Xia Ranjiang's shorts.The seven-year-old Xia Ranjiang was still in a state of ignorance, only feeling the force of resistance pouring out of his heart, and retreated step by step until he leaned against the corner and could no longer dodge.The cousin in front of Xia Ranjiang is no longer a simple girl in ordinary times, she seems to have transformed into a white mouse spirit.In a panic, Xia Ranjiang remembered "Journey to the West", and he was the monk who was eaten to the bone.The cousin's body leaned over, Xia Ranjiang pushed suddenly, the cousin staggered and slipped, her head hit the edge of the bookshelf with a bang.Xia Ranjiang panted, curled up in the corner of the wall and whimpered.Fear, grievance, shame, regret, discomfort, countless adjectives can't define what happened to the seven-year-old boy at that time. His brain went blank at first, and then his whole body seemed to fall into another dimension of time and space. The sound of the horn, and my father's scolding...

Back to reality, Xia Ranjiang found a tear flowing down the corner of his eye onto the pillow.With a long sigh, he turned off the desk lamp and stared out the window blankly.Just like ten years ago, he sat curled up on the edge of the bed, and the vibration of his mobile phone could not attract his attention, as if he was once again insulated from the world.

The next morning, Xia Ranjiang got up early.As soon as he stepped out of the gate, he ran into a boy about his own age, with dark yellow hair, and walked unsteadily.

"Who are you?"

The boy was belching, reeking of alcohol.

"I'm Xia Ranjiang." Xia Ranjiang was a little surprised, but he seemed to have seen the person in front of him somewhere. "You are... Xia Yijiang?"

"Ah..." Xia Yijiang pushed Xia Ranjiang away and staggered into the back room. "Why are you here? Who let you sleep in my room?"

"Where did you go to pour yellow soup again?"

Uncle came out and slapped Xia Yijiang on the back of the head.

"You control..."

With this slap, Xia Yijiang was half awake, stumbled and ran into his room again.

After a while, Xia Yijiang ran out angrily with a plastic box in his hand.

"Which broke my game console?"

"Who will touch your game console?"

The uncle slapped again, but turned his head and glanced at Xia Ranjiang.

"It must be you. You slept in my room yesterday..."

"I didn't touch it."

Xia Ranjiang was a little flustered, and even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he couldn't clean himself up.

"If you break it, you will break it. How grown-up you are."

At this time, my aunt seemed to hear the noise outside, and she came over wearing a coat and pulling slippers.

"No, you have to pay me!"

Xia Yijiang grabbed Xia Ranjiang's arm, and Xia Ranjiang felt a sharp pain.

"I didn't touch it."

"I've said it all. If it breaks, it breaks. It's not a big deal."

Aunt continued, her tone was calm but there was something in her words.

"Aren't you rushing back to school today? Go catch the bus, and I won't see you off."

The uncle pulled Xia Yijiang over, pressed him behind him, and waved at Xia Ranjiang.

This sentence seemed to give Xia Ranjiang a chance.Before Xia Yijiang broke free, Xia Ranjiang hurried out.He was used to looking up at all the tall buildings, but when he walked past the plaque again, he lowered his head without looking back, and walked forward with his eyes tightly closed.

At this time, the sense of security of returning to the roots of the fallen leaves seems to have become a hypocritical assumption, like an orphan who wanders in a foreign land and thinks that he can dream of returning to his hometown, but the place where his ancestors lived for generations has long been changed, and there is no longer a place to live.

Perhaps, the real sense of security exists only in the heart.

The scenery is the same on both sides of the road.But Xia Ranjiang was not in the same mood as when he came here. He kept thinking and thinking, until the migraine caused by insomnia broke out again, and he had to close his eyes and press his fingers to wait for the pain to relieve.After a while, he fell asleep on the backrest.

At this time, Tong Zhe had been busy all day, and finally looked forward to the weekend.He slept until 11 noon, and he was the only one left at home.

"Damn, there's nothing to eat."

Tong Zhe stumbled to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and found that it was full of fresh vegetables and meat. Ever since his neighbor's pressure cooker exploded when he was a child, and the lid of the pot flew to his feet, Tong Zhe had a shadow over everything in the kitchen.Especially after watching the "Death Comes" series of movies, subconsciously think that everything in the kitchen is a dangerous factor, and every step of the way is frightening.As for the refrigerator, he defines it as a large locker that can be opened at any time and there is food that can be eaten immediately. At most, it can be heated in a microwave oven - a microwave oven is a special case of kitchen utensils, and does not constitute any fear element. Tong Zhe was very fond of this iron box since he was a child. Full of gratitude, whether it is hot food or barbecue, only the microwave oven is the most perfect thing he uses.That's probably how it feels from start to finish.

But my stomach couldn't wait.It's strange to say, I don't know whether it's because of growing body or too much consumption. Tong Zhe has been feeling hungry recently. Last semester, a box of instant noodles left over from the student union activities was carried back and stuffed under the bed. At this time, it finally came in handy.

Boil water, remove the seasoning packet, make noodles, and finally cover it with a dictionary.Tong Zhe finished all these procedures, and found that the only shortcoming was the lack of ham sausage.The smell of instant noodles had already filled the bedroom, Tong Zhe was waiting happily, when the phone rang, it was Yang Xincheng.

"Moshimoshi, Mr. Yamede." Tong Zhe unlocked it with his toes and pressed the speakerphone.

"Your sister." The other end seemed very noisy. "Are you free later? Accompany me to the foreign language bookstore to buy some books."

"Foreign language bookstore? I haven't been to that place in half my life. It's too small and fresh, not in line with Dad's style."

"There are so many girls in the foreign language bookstore, and they are all educated girls."

"Tch, you go to a foreign language bookstore to catch girls? You might as well go to the English Corner in Gulou Square."

"Of course, this is not the main purpose. Is there any other foreign language school in the world that is suitable for catching girls. I will take the Japanese Level 11 exam in November, and I must pass this time. Do you want to go? I will pack lunch. "

"Damn, if you didn't say it earlier, my noodles are all soaked. You did it on purpose."

"It's a deal, see you at the gate of Xinbai in half an hour."

"Wait a minute, make an agreement first, eat first and then buy books."

"You're the one who talks too much nonsense."

After speaking, Yang Xincheng hung up the phone.But the far water could not save the near fire, Tong Zhe still wolfed down three mouthfuls and made two mouthfuls of instant noodles, burped for a long time, and went back to the bedroom to change his clothes contentedly.

Half an hour later, Tong Zhe's bicycle stopped next to Yang Xincheng on time.Yang Xincheng didn't speak, and motioned Tong Zhe to walk into the alley next to him.

"I'm stupid, belly noodles again? Yang Xincheng, you are so mean. I sacrificed my beautiful Saturday to go shopping with you, an ugly monster, and you just deal with me like this."

"Don't fucking talk nonsense. Just come and make sure you are satisfied."

After walking for less than 5 minutes, Yang Xincheng stopped.

"This is it. The newly opened chicken soup dumpling shop, the taste is quite good."

"Okay, at least there is meat this time."

The two walked into the store, found a square table inside and sat down, and Yang Xincheng ordered four cages of soup dumplings.

"Let me tell you," Yang Xinchen flipped through the menu in his hand, "Do you have any feelings for An Meixin from the Japanese Department of our college?"

"Here you go again. Tell me, can the beauties in your courtyard be more reserved? You said the same thing. I'll count it at least four or five times. It's still a different person every time."

"Then do you have feelings for her?"

"In a word, she really sounds like an AV, but to be honest, I get goosebumps just thinking about it."

Yang Xincheng had black lines on his face.

"I guess, if she was standing in front of you wearing a mink fur jacket, you would have had a nosebleed already, hahaha."

"But don't you want to learn Japanese? She is willing to teach you. Think about it, what kind of plot is a tutor. You understand."

Yang Xincheng winked at Tong Zhe ghostly.

"Damn, it really is an old driver."

Although Tong Zhe had dreamed of similar scenes many times, the tutor in the dream was not a sexy female worry, but a handsome young man with bare chest muscles and charming eyes.

Just as he was talking, the waiter brought some steaming soup dumplings, and Tong Zhe couldn't help swallowing.

"You really don't have feelings for Meixin?"

"What's the matter with you, didn't you say it. It's so fucking annoying."

At this time, Tong Zhe ignored Yang Xincheng's eager eyes and picked up a spoon to scoop up a soup dumpling.

"You might as well talk about your Japanese as a second foreigner. Why do you suddenly become better and take the second level of Japanese? It's not like you."

"Oh... they were all forced."

"Who?"

"the person I like."

"Who?"

"An Meixin."

Tong Zhe was so hot that he couldn't close his mouth with a mouthful of hot soup, but when he heard this sentence, he immediately spat out Yang Xincheng's face.

"Brother, I was wrong. I still have a feeling that she wears mink, no, no, no...Damn, do I feel that you have the final say."

Yang Xincheng took out a few facial tissues and wiped his face. Fortunately, he hid quickly just now, otherwise he would have been in danger of being disfigured.

"I invite you this meal, can I please?"

"Okay. Then you still have to accompany me to buy books later."

"Damn, I was tricked again."

After the two finished eating, Tong Zhe still pushed the cart forward behind Yang Xincheng, regretting it secretly.For Tong Zhe, no matter in terms of hobbies or personality, only Yang Xincheng can match him. Once Tong Zhe finds a sense of superiority, he loses the fun of further communication, whether it is friends in life or friends in bed.In Tong Zhe's words, finding such a person will prevent you from losing the joy of being a human being among a group of monkeys with low IQs.

After another ten minutes, the foreign language bookstore finally arrived.Tong Zhe would pass by here every time, but he had never gone in. The last time he came here was when his sister-in-law brought him here when he was in the sixth grade. She bought him a set of bookworms as a birthday present, and he joined his mother to force him to read it all summer. ——From then on, Tong Zhe hated English.

"Hey... how about this test, I don't know more than half of the words."

Yang Xincheng took out a "Complete Works of JLPT Level-[-] Vocabulary" from the bookshelf, flipped through it, and let out a long sigh.

For Japanese, Tong Zhe's memory is still stuck in the interjection in the AV.Originally wanted to answer, but the chilling atmosphere around him was too contagious, and he swallowed the words again.

"The power of love, tsk tsk tsk." Tong Zhe still couldn't hold back. "Why do you like her and still take this test?"

"Meixin said that there is no common language, so if you fail the exam, you don't have to chase her."

"So obedient, let her force me, I don't have such a cold, hahaha."

"Be quiet. Don't say you know me."

Yang Xincheng turned his face and glared at him, and the people around him also looked sideways.

"Bagga."

Tong Zhe shrank in his heart and cursed secretly.Turning around, he quickly picked up a Japanese novel from the display stand and pretended to read it.

In the end, Yang Xincheng picked two books, paid and left.

"Hey, do you know Xia Ranjiang?"

Tong Zhe suddenly remembered, asked a little cautiously, and stared at Yang Xincheng with wide eyes.

"It's considered acquaintance, just chatted a few words. Isn't it the freshman you received yesterday. What's the matter?"

"Oh, nothing."

Tong Zhe was suddenly a little nervous, afraid of being seen through, and also afraid of being tricked again.

"That kid is quite powerful."

With the book in his hand, Yang Xincheng turned to look at Tong Zhe.

"sharp?"

"Yeah, I heard that I was in that newspaper when I was in high school. I don't remember the name. Anyway, I was a columnist and wrote a few English novel serials and current reviews. Now it is the key animal protection of our department."

"Damn it, I can't tell."

Tong Zhe was a little surprised. Tong Zhe, who always boasted that the mountain collapsed before him without changing his face, had this kind of reaction for the first time in his life.

"Although he is not as sensational as you are, he was also recommended to our English department." Yang Xincheng kept walking, "Speaking of language really depends on talent. Interest alone can at most make you outstanding, but if you have talent, you will be able to excel." It is equivalent to being born with a hook, breaking through the seal of human beings, cultivating immortals and becoming gods."

"Oh……"

Tong Zhe showed a strange smile.

"But I heard that this kid has a big temper and is very withdrawn, so he likes to be a quiet and handsome boy, haha."

"How do you know so much? It's only been two days."

"I don't even look at who I am. In private and public affairs, it is natural to know a little about the people below." Yang Xincheng raised his chin. "I was also told by a school girl who happened to be an alumnus of Xia Ranjiang. I heard that Xia Ranjiang had a fight when he was about to graduate from high school, and his head was smashed into a concussion. The parents of other people seemed to be well-known figures in the local area, so I went to school. In the end, Xia Ranjiang was almost expelled. If it wasn't for their family's pleading and a few teachers to protect him, he would probably be completely abolished."

Tong Zhe was silent at this time.I don’t know why my heart is full of doubts, but also curiosity—if it’s the first time I saw Xia Ranjiang, I was completely attracted by the appearance of his angel descending into the world, but today’s inadvertent side-view understanding makes people want to go around and look at Xia Ranjiang’s station Shadows in the sun.But even so, what Tong Zhe saw was only a three-dimensional image, no different from a sculpture.Tong Zhe was more interested in Xia Ranjiang's eyes, like sea eyes, dark and unpredictable, bottomless.It is also like a black hole, exuding a magical allure, once it is close to this life, there will be no return.Tong Zhe always felt that the story hidden by those eyes was something he had never set foot in and had no chance to experience, but inexplicably heard the continuous calls of similar sea monsters, after all, he couldn't bear curiosity and wanted to push through the mist to find out.Dangerous and exciting, these two contradictory yet complementary adjectives will destroy everything, but also achieve everything, and repeat.

"Oh, by the way, can you help me find the serialization he wrote? The one you said just now that he serialized English novels in newspapers."

"I haven't read it." Yang Xincheng stopped, "But I can look for it, maybe there is an electronic version. If it doesn't work, I'll help you go to the periodical room of the library of the Outer Court to look for it, maybe there will be."

"it is good."

Tong Zhe nodded heavily with his big cute eyes, and then narrowed his eyes into two slits.

That night, Yang Xincheng emailed the electronic version of ten issues of the magazine, and Tong Zhe excitedly responded with several loves, opening each issue one by one.

I searched through the catalog and found that none of the articles was written by XiaRanjiang. I was about to pick up the phone to question Yang Xincheng when I caught a glimpse of a long dash in the lower right corner of the screen and wrote LawrenceXia.Intuitively, Tong Zhe thought this was the series he was looking for, so he quickly moved the mouse with his index finger and dragged it down.

"Dandelion? What is this? Why is there a lion? It has something to do with lions? The animal world?"

Tong Zhe was a little dumbfounded when he saw the big title, but he couldn't understand the words in the title, and he was puzzled.There happened to be a dictionary on the desk—it was also a birthday gift from my sister-in-law, but I just flipped it over politely in front of my sister-in-law, and then threw it in a corner of the desk, and used it as a weapon from time to time, or to cover instant noodles.

"Dandelion?" Tong Zhe flipped to the page of the dictionary. "Still playing Xiaoqingxin, cut."

But judging from the title alone, Tong Zhe has no idea what the theme of the novel is, so he can only bite the bullet and read it.

"Damn, do you want to live?"

Tong Zhe has to look up words in the dictionary almost every time he reads a sentence, and marks each word with a red pen when he looks up a word, which instantly arouses the dark memory of the high school reading comprehension.At this time, Tong Zhe suddenly understood the original intention of his sister-in-law's painstaking efforts to let him learn English well. It turned out that the saying that the book will be used only when it is used is true.

It took about two hours to finally read Chapter 1.This is also the first time in Tong Zhe's life that he has read an English novel, and the simplified version of "Bookworm" is not counted.Tong Zhe stared at the screen feeling almost blind.But at any rate, I can understand the main idea of ​​the writing. It is nothing more than the opening chapter of a little girl who has experienced hardships in her life working in a restaurant on Christmas Eve and is spotted by a mysterious handsome guy.

"A clichéd love story, I don't know what's so good about it. I'll make up ten ones for you in one night without repetition."

Tong Zhe talked to himself, straightened up and stretched, feeling a sore shoulder.Even so, Tong Zhe still felt very happy, not only because it was the first time he insisted on reading a chapter of an English novel, but also because it was Xia Ranjiang's work, and found that Xia Ranjiang seemed to hide warmth under his cold appearance girlish heart.Tong Zhe laughed out loud when he thought of this discovery, and regained his mood to continue watching—the most stupid way to understand a person is to collect evaluations from others, the most thorough way is to contact him, and the second is to watch him How to express yourself.

☆、Chapter 3

This weekend seems extraordinarily long.Tong Zhe watched the sunset twice on the Ming city wall, and Xia Ranjiang saw the time on his phone showing 3:00 twice.The end of the weekend also means the beginning of a new semester - one ushers in military training, and the other continues to be bored.

"Hahaha, God help me too!"

Early on Monday morning, Xia Ranjiang was awakened from sleep by loud laughter.For some reason, I found myself curled up in the quilt, clenched the corners of the quilt with both hands, and buried my nose deeply between my hands.Xia Ranjiang raised his head, bursts of coolness infiltrated from the gap in the window behind the door, and rushed towards his face wrapped in moisture.Looking out intently, the rain and mist have permeated into a curtain falling from the sky, and the leaden gray sky seems to be cracked at any moment.At this time, the blue-gray roof tiles of the dormitory building opposite were gradually blurred in the rain and mist, and the pattering rain mixed with rustic rhythmic beats on the window edges, which was quiet but extremely sad.

"It's raining."

Xia Ranjiang was silent.He sat up and folded the sheets, and jumped off the edge of the bed.It was only after landing that I felt the coolness of the ground quickly fill my whole body along the soles of my feet. I couldn't help shivering, and quickly found a T-shirt to cover it up.

"Xia Ranjiang, look, look, it's raining."

He Xiaoyu was a little excited, and within a few minutes, he went in and out three or four times, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, as if he was confirming that the scene in front of him was not temporary, but could last forever.

"Well, then don't you need to go to the military training today?"

"It should be... yes."

He Xiaoyu's excitement was still fermenting.

"Even if we want to go, the weather today is very cool, so cool. No wonder it was so hot the past two days. It turns out that this timely rain is brewing."

"All the boys of the School of Foreign Languages, gather at the aisle junction on the first floor!"

He Xiaoyu hadn't finished speaking when a powerful voice came from the loudspeaker downstairs.At this second, He Xiaoyu's good mood brought about by the successful practice of the previous few days was suddenly shattered.

"who is this?"

He Xiaoyu turned his head and looked at Xia Ranjiang innocently.

"Instructor, who else can there be?"

After Xia Ranjiang finished speaking, he sighed, quickly spread out his military training uniform and began to put it on.

After a while, the two hurried downstairs.The open space before the aisle was already full of students in green camouflage uniforms. The two instructors in front were dressed in light yellow and green, one tall and one short, facing each other to check the roster in their hands.

"report!"

"What is your name?"

"Xia Ranjiang, He Xiaoyu, Class [-], English major, School of Foreign Languages."

"Enter!"

"Yes!"

Xia Ranjiang straightened his chest, made a military salute with his right hand, and took a few steps towards the end of the last row.

"Take a break! Stand at attention!"

After a few minutes, other students joined in one after another.After the instructor finished roll call, the taller one began to lecture.

"Good morning, everyone. Welcome everyone to officially start the university military training. Our company is composed of the School of Information Engineering, the School of Economics and Management, and the School of Foreign Languages. My name is Li Lin, and this is Zhang Huanyu. For the next three weeks of military training, we will serve as Our instructors. I hope you can achieve excellent results in this military training, win the outstanding military training company, and successfully complete the military parade. Do you have confidence?"

"Have……"

I don't know if it's because of the weather or getting up too early, but the people from Bailai responded one after another, mixed with the sound of yawning.

"That yawn, get out!"

He Xiaoyu was startled, and looked around vigilantly—it was indeed he who yawned just now.But am I the only one yawning?

"Whatever you look at, it's you!"

He Xiaoyu's face was ashen.The students around turned their heads in unison.Just as He Xiaoyu was about to move his stiff legs, Xia Ranjiang stepped forward first.

"Why, didn't you wake up? Do you want to go back and wake up again?"

Although Instructor Li was half a head shorter than Xia Ranjiang, the chilling aura reflected in his sharp eyes was enough to withstand thousands of troops. Xia Ranjiang could only lower his head with his hands behind his back, and keep his distance with a slight bow.

"No... Instructor..."

"On the first day, he dared to try his own method. The kid is quite capable." Instructor Zhang came over, and the bronze